A walk

This is not an actual walk, in real time, but a collection of walks, on trails, on boardwalks, through woods. I think that if I were unable to go outside, and I had to recreate a walk from scratch, out of pieces of the recent past, it would look a lot like this.

I don't look up that much. This is probably a character flaw, but the stuff closer to the ground is much more interesting to me.

And, sometimes, I get a little present, something found that I can pretend was placed there just for me. A message, or a sign. That I don't believe, in actuality. But will find a use for, later, in some way.